For my birthday, Allan and I tried to go to the beach. Emphasis on tried. We packed up bags with books and a frisbee for a fun afternoon at the beach, lathered up on sunscreen, and headed towards the water.
This is what we found. Thousands of people—I’m talking Emerald Point Wave Pool style—except these people just jumped in in whatever clothing they had on. There was no space to leave any bag on the sand, so they just got in the ocean with everything they had brought to the beach. Allan and I were in astonishment. We just sat and watched, mouth opened, at the craziness that was happening around us.
Needless to say, we didn’t have the relaxing afternoon at the beach we had packed for. We didn’t even get in the water, or sit down anywhere, but that’s ok, cause we did learn a valuable lesson—Do not go to Honduran beaches during Semana Santa!
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